Downshift Into Her Pants [M/F]

Street racing is an art. A dangerous art. You need to be precise, you need to commit and most of all you need to have a really nice car. If you don’t have any of those, you can lose a race and/or lose your life.

I own a 2007 Subaru WRX Sti, the Hawkeye as it’s dubbed, and I’ve sunk more or less 10 grand into it. It’s bumblebee yellow and black with a carbon fiber hood, and the last time I took it on the Dyno it puts out about 450 whp and 315 lbs. of torque. It’s eye catching, that’s for sure, and I never back down from a race.

The car scene in my city isn’t as big as, say, Los Angeles or Miami. There’s a few of us here and we know each other very well, but not enough that we’re best friends or anything.

So I’m coming home from a meet, a brisk Saturday night at about 1AM. I usually drive relaxed and chill, not doing anything crazy. That is until a pair of bright blue Xenon headlights came in from behind me. I thought it was someone that wanted to get ahead, and me driving the actual speed limit I decided to go into the right lane and allow this driver to pass. But no, it followed me to the right. I finally get it.

Showing me off to your friends. (Exhibitionism, voyeurism, exposure, mdom, fsub, fingering, strangers, photography/recording, CNC, reluctance, forced orgasm, internet, a little ddlg)

(A third fantasy of mine. I wrote this out in one sitting and I didn’t check for misspellings or grammar errors. Hopefully, you all can enjoy it anyway. 😉)

We’re on your couch. You’re watching your favorite show. I’m obediently naked at your side. I’m on my back, with my bottom toward you and my legs spread so that you can see my pussy anytime you like.

You spend an hour or so glancing from the TV to my pussy. Then you reach out, place the pad of your thumb on my clit, and begin rubbing in slow, purposeful circles while the next episode of your show starts. You know I’ll become wet for you.

It doesn’t take long. You turn your attention to my pussy then, and gently spread my lips with your fingers to inspect it.

“A wet pussy is a good pussy,” you say, completely ignoring me while you stare at my pussy.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now, hold that pussy still.”

I nod.

You grab your phone and position it a couple inches from my pussy. Then, with your other hand, you spread my pussy lips open and pin them against my body, opening up my pussy for your phone’s camera.

Oh What A Night! [FFM]

I thought I posted this ages ago, but couldn’t find it on my submitted list. If I have sorry for the repost, but there is another story in praise of older women coming.
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Late September back in 67, I was on the prowl. I had managed to get a really good fake ID which let me into a number of clubs. I really was only just eighteen, had to be 21 before you can drink, fuck, you know, the fun things then, but “mature looking,” as I was once told. What was left of summer was going, autumn was well and truly coming, warm days, cooler nights. My summer job, and my part time work through the previous two years bought me a 10 year old VW Bus that hadn’t been ruined by a bunch of hippies pretending to be artists.

I had fitted the rear cabin with a really thick sponge and some sheets adding both a rear window curtain and a curtain right behind the front seat. No other windows then. This was done entirely for fucking. I told my parents that it was really for me to get away camping, doing some surfing, or getting up to the Rockies but reality was, I wasn’t interested in those things unless there was someone to fuck while I was doing them.

[MF] my (f19) first time putting him (m20) in raw

A few years ago, my bf and I had just started fucking after quite a few months of being together (LDR). Since I wasn’t on birth control yet, we had to use condoms since I was terrified of getting pregnant, being in college and all.

Eventually, I was able to get in to get Nexplanon. I was hours away and didn’t tell my boyfriend that next time I saw him, we could ditch them for good. I made sure when we video chatted or sent pictures I hid the bandage on my arm until it healed.

It was just about a week but felt like years when I could finally drive down to see him. I started shaking with anticipation and my pussy was dripping as I drove down the highway. I practiced my kegels, imagining how they’d feel with his 6 inches buried in me, imagining my pussy sucking the cum out of him and into me. I almost couldn’t contain myself as I pulled into his driveway.

[M]y Life as a Legit Manwhore

My bio: 33, white, 6’3″, blond/blue, 7.5″ cock that is as thick as a Coke can, did some paid porn in college as “the chubby guy with the chubby cock”, married for a few years, got depressed and even chubbier after the divorce…but lost 50lbs and got into great shape during COVID.

Last fall, after getting into much better shape and feeling better about myself, I decided to at least *try* online dating. I downloaded Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, etc. and got some decent pictures, wrote some self-deprecating shit, etc. Dating during a pandemic seemed like a terrible idea, but staying home every night seemed even worse.

I went on a few socially-distanced dates. The women were nice, but not all that interesting. I deleted a few of the apps, but for some reason did not delete Bumble. Thank God. A few days of ignoring it…and a notification pops up. A cute blonde woman named “Kat” has matched with me and messaged me.

Kat is attractive, writes well, and loves to travel. She’s pithy and funny. I smile. I write back. We banter. We start texting. We agree to meet the next night.

Mother-Cucker! [Femdom] [cuckold] [incest] [milf] [F4M]

******** This story contains themes of femdom, mild cuckold, mild incestual desires, and mild non-consent. It took way too long to write, and I still don’t feel like I got the main character’s cuck feelings quite right…. but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. After this, I’ll probably be returning to my IT Guy series since it was so popular on here. Or maybe a gay-dom story since I haven’t written one of those in so long. Thanks for all the love from everyone. More stories to come! *************

PART ONE: THE ROAD TRIP

My first Spring break in college was approaching, and me and a guy named Donny I had met last semester were absolutely pumped! We had been loosely planning a trip down to the Gulf of Mexico, hoping to get deliriously drunk and pick up loads of chicks.

We were young and naive and just kind of assumed that if we could just show up, girls would naturally flock to us.

There were a few ‘minor’ flaws in our plan, of course, the first being that neither of us was old enough to drink. Donny was slightly older than me, having just turned 20, and I was still only 19.

[MF] My girlfriend learned to use her pelvic floor muscles and it makes her pussy unbelievably tight.

She’s a pretty sensitive person and has always experienced a bit of discomfort from sex. It may be exaggerated with me as my dick is on the larger side and I do like to go pretty hard and long sometimes. She’s white, short, blue hair, essentially petite frame with nice hips and ~DD tits. She actually had a breast reduction in high school, so they are rather perky because the surgeon mostly did boob jobs for hot moms 😅. Kinda like cherrrieblossoms, if you’ve seen her.

Last fall she spent the period between thanksgiving and Christmas away with her family, leaving me alone for a while. I used the excuse to buy my first fleshlight (with her encouragement) – I highly recommend it! I got a clear one that doesn’t look like a pussy, which makes it a little less weird. I digress.

We texted a lot about sex. I think some stuff is easier over text. She did a lot of reading and thinking and ended up coming across some stuff online about Pelvic Floor muscle control and kegel exercises. She started doing them every day.

How a suburban mom [F] started recording audio porn and ended up having phone sex with a stranger, contd.

At the end of my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nnbiif/f_how_a_suburban_housewife_decided_to_record/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) , I was standing in a conference center the size of a small city, hiding in an alcove, sending a picture to a stranger on the internet. He had requested to see how wet I was. How wet he had made me.
Until now, I had avoided interactions like this—I’m married, after all. I found myself recording audio porn for myself only. Bringing others into my porny secret Reddit life would only complicate things. But I couldn’t resist the excitement. The sexual tension, *faaaack*, the tension!

I remember that day I was wearing cropped black slacks with a Led Zeppelin t-shirt under a blazer, and heels. My hair was loose and wavy, slightly tousled. I remember this because he asked what I was wearing, and I didn’t consider lying about it, as I might have if I was at home. At home, of course, I was frumpy. I was holey sweats and a ponytail. But there was something about being here, something about being alone in a strange city that made me feel completely special and completely anonymous. It had been a while since I turned men’s heads in public, but I felt good. There was something devilishly satisfying about knowing that I, the chubby woman with the wedding band and childbearing hips was walking around with the filthiest thoughts in her head, and no one would even know. They would never suspect that I would have eagerly pulled them into a deserted corner and sucked their cock like a nympho.

My Transition from a Lady to Hypersexual Freak [Group]

I was a very sexually reserved lady until I hit my early to mid 30s. I was a virgin until 18 and my husband was only my second sexual partner. Around 32 years old I started masturbating thinking about kinky friskier sex. I started fantasizing about gang bangs, rape fantasies etc. I ask my husband to talk to me about my fantasies. His stories were very erotic, he had me having sex with an entire baseball team, football team etc. I loved his stories, they would always end with an awesome orgasm.

Most men hit their sexual peak in their late teens to early 20s, while women reach their sexual prime in their mid-30s to mid-40s. In most relationships it’s the man that asks for an open relationship. We were different, I wanted the multiple partners. Even though my husband is awesome it was very hard for me to ask him, it ended up being very easy because my husband already knew because the fantasies we would discuss. I told him I desperately wanted frisky sex with other men and I wanted to experience “different sizes” so my husband let me go find both. BTW “size does matter”, girth is more important than length! LOL! I also had a couple of men that were the size of a forearm, these were kinky but way overrated.

I [M] found out my (half) brother and sister-in-law [F] are swingers

So this just happened yesterday, and I have no one to tell, so hello internet: I had my half-brother, Rob (33m), and his wife, Alexis (27f) over for a little family lunch yesterday. They just had a baby 4 months ago, and I wanted to wait until I was fully vaccinated to see them, and after my two week post-shot time was up, here we are at today.

A little backstory: Rob and I had the same dad. Both our mothers passed away about a decade apart from each other in ’97 and ’06, and our dad passed in ’09 ago due to natural causes, and since then we’ve made it a point to keep in touch more often. We’re not super close, and we have conflicting personalities. He’s kind of a Frat-type douche bro who’s super self-absorbed, and I’ve always been the level-headed more down to earth one. When shit in his life goes wrong, since our dad died, he bitches to me, and being 6 years older than him, I tend to handle his shit for him. His wife knows this, and she sees me as the great mediator for all situations. Her and I have always had this kind of odd friendship because we’re really much alike, with the same sets of interests and such.